What’s worse than biting into an apple and finding a worm?
The August 1945 atomic bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki.
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The man getting served in front of me at Starbucks asked for a mocha. "Sorry sir, but we're out of mochas."
The guy was fuming.
"I have a mocha every morning when I come in here!" “This is B.S.” he raged.
"Fine! Just give me a darned latte!" He went and sat down, grumbling.
I went to the counter and said, "I'll have a large latte too, please." They asked me for my name. I asked why they needed it and they told me that they'd write it on my cup and shout it when it was ready. So I told them my name was Mocha.
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What would you get if you crossed Quasimodo with an Irish football player?
The Halfback of Notre Dame.
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A third grade teacher asked her class to name things that ended with “tor” that eat things.
The first little boy said, “Alligator.” “Very good James, that’s a big word.”
The second boy said, “Predator.” “Yes, that’s another big word Alan. Very well done.”
Little Johnny says, “Vibrator.” After nearly falling off her chair, she says, “That is a big word Johnny, but it doesn’t eat anything.”
“Well my mother has one and she says it eats frickin’ batteries like there’s no tomorrow!” |
